<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=387722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Freedom Rant, Part Two... (For Greg And Terence)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">socialism, existentialism, <br>the pages are revealed.<br>patriot lies, god dies, <br>unmarked graves in a field.<br>the addict weeps, cold hard streets, <br>poverty has a heavy hand.<br>discrimination, salvation, <br>leaving footprints where we stand.<br>single mothers, live for another, <br>food stamps and minimum wage.<br>desperate young men, without a friend, <br>commit acts of senseless rage.<br>the prisons turn, the money earned, <br>fills the bellies of greed.<br>children taught to kill, against their will, <br>to survive, to feed the need.<br>those who slept with goats, and came in boats, <br>to steal the land of the free.<br>buried the bones, beneath time and stone, <br>became written history.<br>now the sins of the past, come due at last, <br>the slaves rise against the lie.<br>feet cross the line, eyes read the signs, <br>for it's liberty or die! <br>the farms foreclosed, bankers pick their noses, <br>the factories shut down...<br>streets filled with ghosts, businesses closed, <br>nothing left but the sound.<br>of family trees, brought to their knees, <br>and babies born in empty rooms.<br>where roaches crawl, blood spattered walls, <br>black eyes, needles and spoons.<br>while Bibles scream, in human dreams, <br>of the gospel of flesh and bone.<br>suicides, mass genocides, <br>stones stacked upon stones.<br>hungry faces, leave human traces, <br>on words spoken without a voice.<br>beneath the gun, dare we stand or run, <br>we stand before our choice.<br>Fox News, for those who refuse, <br>to feel anything at all.<br>whose bloodless hands, sign time's demands, <br>on the dawning of the fall.<br>the guns of war, as ignorance roars, <br>but who falls victim to this day? <br>backs turned too long, hearts turned to stone, <br>is it too late to pray? <br>nay, i say! another way! <br>one chance to make a difference...<br>for it is this act, taking dignity back, <br>that is the cost of our forgiveness!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=387722" data-title="Freedom Rant, Part Two... (For Greg And Terence) de Eric Cockrell" data-description="socialism, existentialism, the pages are revealed. patriot lies, god dies, unmarked graves in a field. the addict weeps, cold hard streets, poverty has a heavy hand. discrimination, salvation, leaving footprints where we stand. single mothers,..."></div> </div> </div>

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